Nicolas Cage's Jesus-Themed Thriller Film Is Less Extreme Than Expected
The acclaimed actor is likely the ideal selection for a daring horror film focused on Jesus Christ, but not for the reasons many audiences could guess. Actually, the star doesn't even portray Jesus in the new film: his character is credited simply as The Carpenter. Cage is framed as the Joseph within this narrative, striving to maintain his faith while the teenage character (acted by the young actor), their adolescent adopted son, starts to exhibit divine powers. The explanation it's hard to picture any other leading star taking this character is that even as the role is weighed down with multiple trials, Cage himself appears almost emotionally confident that the murky, grim feature is a valuable project.
Cage's Latest Career Choices
Nicolas Cage has spending those years more carefully in recent years. He still stars in additional projects than the majority of casual fans could possibly view — for instance, did you know that he has made several separate frontier films over the last few years? — however he also adds prestige independent films such as Dream Scenario, another notable movie, and Longlegs. This new film sounds like a similar project, in that it’s genre-adjacent, likely to stir debate, and takes a over-the-top concept with gravity.
The Film's Storyline and Direction
Regrettably, filmmaker Lotfy Nathan fails to repay that serious attention. The Carpenter’s Son begins with a interestingly wandering place, presented as drawing from an obscure religious text concerning the early years of Jesus. The Carpenter, The Mother, and their son travel from place to place, afraid of faith-based hostility or distrust about their son's mysterious gifts. “Calamity follows us,” Cage sadly observes. This persists as dark forces target the household where they currently live, beginning on the familiar Biblical temptation for the youth.
Occasionally, this production echoes an demonic possession-type supernatural thriller, except that none of the lead characters are explicitly taken over. Instead, they become progressively isolated from one another, as these powers influence a nearby girl (the actress, listed as an outsider) that the son forms a relationship with, and gives all unsettling premonitions of a dark tomorrow. The Carpenter in particular struggles with his position in the narrative, sometimes chastising the boy he can’t fully understand.
Controversy and Sensitivity
The content is apt to invite debate, and the director approaches it with plenty of care — overly, possibly. The notion of a adolescent confronted with his eventual sacrifice and tempted by mysterious forces is certainly scary, but the filmmaker might be wary of seeming gratuitous and eager to signal his goals, thus he frequently falls back on gloomily threatening cinematography. Characters brood incessantly — FKA Twigs, who showed genuine potential in the 2024 Crow remake, of all things — surrenders her performance to her religious attire, at times punctuated by some gruesome scary visuals.
Cage's Performance and Film's Flaws
Meanwhile, the actor toy with just the sort of melodramatic acting that his ironic fans could be expecting. One scene (featured) in previews in which he erupts and shouts “My faith has been shattered!” Should such of dramatic explosion is part of a biblical thriller, perhaps a more brazenly silly approach would be more effective of the actor's readiness to go over the top as required. Rather, The Carpenter’s Son is closer to the less successful low-budget productions Cage made through much of that period — excluding the campy action films but rather the dramas and paranormal movies that typically appear interesting, and often contain some select actor's highlights, but in the end seem like, frankly, low-budget DTV material.
Frankly, some of those, while less ambitious, were more entertaining overall. Here is where I need to disregard my usual practice, not spiritual but career-related: Previously, a respected mentor convinced me to remove adjectives like “boring” or “dull” from my film-criticism vocabulary. These words communicate minimal other than a personal and vaguely expressed impatience, avoiding the duty of vividly conveying the intellectual and feeling of watching an individual production. It's hard to express tedium without sounding boring oneself. It's just as unclear as terming a movie “interesting.” “Say more,” that is.
However, I admit, I grew weary during much of The Carpenter’s Son. In its defense, it is a religious style of boredom, not due to this movie is moralizing, but because it requires a type of obedient endurance to view it. Eventually soon after starting, the movie locks into a cyclic tempo of simmering distress, and fails to